Apologies for the drought in posting recently.
We’ve been busy preparing for a big birthday party for Brad’s mother. In the many years that I’ve known her, she has barely let us acknowledge that she even *has* a birthday, much less have a party. But this year she is letting us throw a New Year’s Eve / Birthday Bash in her honor.
I had hoped to tie up some loose ends this evening, but my friggin’ child is still awake. Seems while I was out shopping for a dress for tomorrow night’s festivities, Z went down for a nap a little late (about 2:00pm) and slept until 5:00pm. We knew he wouldn’t be tired enough to go to bed at 8:00pm, so we pushed it a later and here he is – still awake at 10:45pm! Never again I tell you. Never again.
Much like this post, but slightly more sophisticated, here are the myriad of reasons that Zander “can’t” go to sleep:
“I have 100 energy.”
“It’s too dark.”
“My clock is waking me up. It’s too light.”
“I have to go poo-poo and the poo-poo might take a long time to come out.”
“I need you mama.”
“If I sleep now, I’ll have to stay awake all tomorrow because I’ll have so much energy.”
“Bedrooms aren’t good places for me to sleep. I have to sleep in playrooms.”